A few months ago I saw this sofa in the window of El Corte Inglés and I WANTED IT. I mean, it’s nothing terribly exciting, but I love its simplicity and clean lines. But I also know that no soft furnishings would ever last around here. What’s weird is that I have never actually wanted a sofa before, precisely for this reason. At present an old IKEA sofa bed still serves in the living room, along with a second-hand arm chair, both of which are covered in cotton throws (as is my wheelie office chair). And in spite of being covered they are all ripped to shreds.

Anyhow, I was walking by El Corte Inglés again the other day and saw that my dream sofa has a matching chair!!! Waaaah!